Normally when I place my beloved flip-flops and summer sandals in their storage tote for their long winter's nap, I am then pulling out my snow boots. Brown. Faux fur at the top. Lace-up. Fabulous. Boots. This year -- with the lack of snow, wouldn't it be weird if I wore my boots? I've seen a couple people out wearing boots and I just can't bring myself to wear them. I don't want to begin praying for snow -- as there are some upcoming events that would be most pleasant without the white fluff...so I shall offer up prayers of thanksgiving for the non-treacherous road conditions... But mark it down, in a week or two, I shall begin praying for snow. (When I typed the word "snow," I could hear the foursome from White Christmas - you do know the scene, right? They are on the train heading to Vermont and they are singing "Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow!")
Question: How can you tell I might've watched Bing croon one too many songs about white Christmases? Answer: When the voices in my head sound awful-lot-like Bing Crosby, Danny Kaye, Rosemary Clooney, and Vera-Ellen!!!

P.S. Too help make my blog feel more winter-ish, I've changed the music on my Playlist. I found Tchaikovsky's Waltz of the Snowflake....Let It Snow! by Point of Grace; Baby, It's Cold Outside from the soundtrack to Elf; and lastly Marshmallow World. I hope you enjoy the winter-ish, snowy songs.
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